Chapter 198: Unclean Air

As the head of the Discipline Department, Yang Xi's main enemy is the inner demons encountered by all the disciples of Pangshan during their practice, rather than the hordes of demons. He participated in more than a dozen demon-eliminating wars before he was 100 years old. Each time was very short, but he still learned a lot from them, enough to temporarily command a large-scale battle. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

"Our mission is to defend the Instantaneous Platform!" Yang Xi said loudly. He didn't need to look down to see the nervous expressions on the faces of the low-level Taoists. "The Divine Engineering Department is repairing it. As long as we hold on for an hour, the reinforcements of the nine major sects will arrive. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The Taoists in the Skull Tower answered in unison. Knowing that there was a target in sight, everyone's confidence doubled.

More than 30 Taoists from the Divine Engineering Department cast a spell to lift a huge four-legged square tripod. The Taoists all recognized it. This was the Demon Elimination Tripod placed in the middle of the Discipline Department's courtyard. This thing was used in the Demon Elimination Conference every three months.

The square tripod was placed on the Instantaneous Platform, and the tripod legs just stood at the four corners of the platform. The chief of the Divine Engineering Department and the senior Taoist priests were not there. The junior Taoist priests discussed for a while and sent a representative to fly to the top of the skull. "Chief Yang, we... we have never repaired the Instant Breathing Platform."

"No one has repaired it." Yang Xi said sternly, "The Instant Breathing Platform of the Nine Dao Sects has never been destroyed. You are lucky to have caught up with the first time. One hour to repair the Instant Breathing Platform, the life and death of Pangshan depends on you."

The Taoist priest of the Divine Engineering Department changed his face slightly, gritted his teeth, answered yes, flew back to the ground, and organized others to cast a spell together.

A group of Taoist priests who breathe in air, Yang Xi could not imagine that Laozufeng had to rely on such people for protection. There was still some time before the second round of attack by the demon clan. He ordered three Taoist priests who swallowed smoke to move more magic tools. These were all treasures collected by Pangshan for more than 10,000 years, and some of them even participated in the ancient Taoist-demon war.

"What if they are all destroyed? As long as Laozufeng is still there, everything will be there again." Yang Xi muttered to himself, and suddenly raised his voice. "Yang Qingyin."

Yang Qingyin immediately flew up from the lower level, "You called me? Uncle."

"Call me the chief."

"Yes, chief."

"Go to Wuzu Hall to see how the forbidden secret department is doing."

Yang Qingyin took the order and flew away. Yang Xi looked at the huge monster flying from the north and hoped that Zuo Liuying would come to help immediately. The Taoist priest who was more than a hundred years younger was more powerful than him and all the lower-level Taoist priests combined, but he just guarded the ancestral tower and was reluctant to show up.

Yang Qingyin flew back quickly,

angrily said: "They refused to come. It was said that Zuo Liuying had a strict order not to leave Wuzu Hall."

"Hey, maybe in his eyes, Laozu Peak still belongs to the Yang and Shen families." Yang Xi disdained to beg for help, and a heroic spirit suddenly rose in his heart, "Yang Qingyin, are you ready to defend Laozu Peak to the death?"

"Life is not worth rejoicing, and death is not worth fearing. I am ready."

"Go and select fifty Taoist priests. Guard the left and right sides of the Forbidden Secret Tower, just guard against the scattered demon soldiers, and ignore the enemies in front. "

Yang Qingyin agreed and flew back to the lower level immediately. She knew many people, and quickly selected fifty Taoists, divided them into two teams, and flew in the air. Defend the east and west sides of Laozu Peak, and give up the front battlefield in the north.

"Why hasn't Mu Xingqiu come back yet? He disappeared when he was needed." Yang Qingyin complained.

"Brother Xiaoqiu will be back soon, and he is always indispensable in fighting. Look, aren't those Taoists from Siguo Cliff?" Xiao Qingtao pointed to a dozen figures and said happily.

Yang Xi was also very happy, but his face was expressionless. He knew all these Taoists, and each of them had committed unforgivable crimes, but now they are the most powerful helpers, "Prepare to slaughter the demons, this is the only killing you can use to make merit. "

More than a dozen Taoist priests, all in tattered clothes but extremely excited, immediately lined up in front of the skeleton.

The giant monsters from the north approached, and Yang Xi waited patiently until they came within a hundred miles, then he placed his hand on the top of the skull to cast a spell.

The red and white entangled yin and yang dragon flew out of the skull's eye sockets and rushed towards the target at high speed.

With a bang, the first giant monster was hit and exploded, and the demonic fire wrapped in it splashed out, but all of them lost their vitality and were extinguished before they hit the ground.

The Yin-Yang dragon did not stop, moving flexibly in the air, destroying one giant after another. They were wrapped not only in demonic fire, but also in large clouds of white smoke and a large number of winged demon soldiers.

The winged demon soldiers quickly dispersed, avoiding the Yin-Yang dragon, forming a siege and killing towards the Old Ancestor Peak.

The Taoist priests of Siguo Cliff cast the first spell and shot down dozens of demon soldiers.

Yang Qingyin fired the first fireball and hit a flying demon twenty miles away. Seeing it screaming and falling to the ground, she shouted with joy, "It's so satisfying! I'm going to kill a lot today, everyone kill, there may not be such an opportunity in the next few hundred years. ”

Not everyone was as excited as Yang Qingyin. Many Taoists did not join the Five Elements Department because they did not want to confront demons directly. They never thought that Pangshan Patriarch would be attacked, but they had learned some Five Elements spells. When the flying demons came closer, they began to cast spells.

The flying demons were a group of giant birds with strange looks. Most of their appearances were the same as birds, but they had two human arms growing out of their wings, holding javelins and shields. The shields could resist weaker primary spells. When they flew into a range of ten miles, they began to throw javelins.

Facing the javelins that came like a rainstorm, more Taoists' spells were put to good use. They were better at defense than offense.

The bronze mirror softened the javelin, and the bronze seal made the javelin lose its direction, and even turned to fly towards the thrower... The bells of the Old Ancestor Peak rang out in all directions, but not chaotically, drowning out the thunder in the distance, making the flying monsters in great pain and unable to get closer.

Farther away, the Yin-Yang Dragon had broken through most of the behemoths, leaving only the last four or five, and then it could turn back and destroy thousands of flying monsters.

"The monsters always have no memory." Yang Xi had a bottom line in his heart, and he didn't care whether Zuo Liuying would help or not. Apart from controlling the direction of the Yin-Yang Dragon, he had not taken any action. He wanted to retain his strength to welcome the Monster King Qi Wushang.

Thirty-foot giant monster, Yang Xi felt excited when he thought about it. Generally speaking, Xingluo Taoist couldn't fight the giant monster, but he had the advantage of the terrain and the people. In particular, the magic weapon in his hand doubled his strength. He just hoped that the monster king would not escape too far.

Xin Youtao was in the back, using a bronze mirror to illuminate the javelin, and was responsible for monitoring whether there were any sneak attacks from the south, so he was the first to discover the figure flying quickly, "Mu Xingqiu is back!"

Mu Xingqiu is back. Meng Yuanhou reminded him to run away, but he still came back, but his speed was much slower than that of the Taoist priest on the cliff of repentance, and because of the encirclement of the monster soldiers, he had to take a detour.

The battle between the Taoists and the monsters was in a stalemate. It seemed that Laozu Peak had a great advantage and could eliminate all the invading monster soldiers before dawn.

Mu Xingqiu hurriedly waved to his companions and immediately flew to Yang Xi on the top of the mountain.

"Why is he in such a hurry?" Yang Qingyin asked in confusion while casting a spell. No one could answer. She could only summon a fireball five miles away, and then control it to smash it hard at a flying monster rushing over.

Yang Xi looked at Mu Xingqiu coldly. The only disciple of the Mind Department had made a small contribution, but now was not the time to reward him.

"Unclean air." Mu Xingqiu flew too fast, and his heartbeat increased a little. This is a bad sign, indicating that he has overused his magic power. "The demon fire and the demon soldiers are releasing unclean air. They can't be killed anymore."

The unclean air is the evil spirit left behind when the demons' bodies disappeared. It has existed in the land of demons for more than 100,000 years and has not been completely eliminated. It has a great impact on the inner alchemy of Taoists. The demons can endure it after paying some price. This is also one of the main reasons why the Nine Dao Unity has not been able to completely wipe out the demons.

"I saw it." Yang Xi said. He had long discovered that after the demon fire was extinguished and the demon soldiers were killed, groups of unclean air would emerge, but it didn't matter. After the victory. Pang Shan has his own way to absorb all these harmful gases.

Mu Xingqiu tried to calm his breath. "Mengdu Sect...Meng Yuanhou felt unusual vibrations in the cave. He said that the demons' attack this time was all they could do. The unclean air was just paving the way. There were more powerful magic arts left behind. Pangshan must avoid its sharp edge. It was useless to resist it head-on."

The Yin-Yang dragon in the distance had broken through the last behemoth and was turning around to rush into the group of demon soldiers. Yang Xi stared at the dragon and said in a tone that the conversation was over: "Meng Yuanhou is just a Canxia disciple. He refused to join the battle. I don't blame him, but if he talks nonsense and disturbs people's hearts, he will be guilty of a greater crime."

Mu Xingqiu had nothing to say. Would Taoist Canxia sense danger earlier than Taoist Xingluo? This was a rare thing, but he believed in Meng Yuanhou, but he couldn't produce any evidence.

He rose into the air, higher and higher, until Laozu Peak was as small as a tree.

The air was thin and the wind was strong. Mu Xingqiu had reached the limit of his magic and was swaying in the strong wind. The bald man on his shoulder clung to his arm and barely avoided being blown away.

It was a cloudless night. Mu Xingqiu used his Tianmu to the extreme and looked into the distance.

Then, he saw it.

Mu Xingqiu rushed down, so fast that he messed up the bald man's hairstyle. www.ansh.co

"Six hundred miles away." Mu Xingqiu stopped in front of Yang Xi and said breathlessly: "Please look six hundred miles away."

Yang Xi's expression became more serious. The Yin-Yang dragon had turned around and destroyed nearly half of the demon soldiers. The disciples of the Mind Department were not satisfied, but he still used Tianmu to look into the distance. It was an easy task for him.

He saw it too.

It was really a mountain, a red molten mountain, rolling forward ruthlessly, crushing everything on the road, whether it was not a mountain or water, and leaving only deep gullies wherever it passed. Its speed is increasing. It looks like it will be able to travel hundreds of miles in a quarter of an hour and head for the Old Ancestor Peak.

"A trifle, do you think you can defeat Pang Shan like this?" Yang Xi was unmoved. He waved his left hand and sent Mu Xingqiu to the ground. He was tired of this disciple's worrying.

Mu Xingqiu paused for a moment and flew towards the Wuzu Hall. At this moment, the person with the highest status on the Old Ancestor Peak was not Yang Xi, but Zuo Liuying, the head of the Forbidden Secret Department who had been guarding the Ancestral Tower and refused to show up.

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